The fountain of youth is like the monkeys paw in the W. W. Jacobs story. It never ends well.

I catch a flash of red-gold beneath the surface of the water, and realize that there are koi in the pond, massive, serene, and I wonder: are they dreams of fish, or fish who dream?

The dead person is not truly dead until the last person who rememebers them dies.

I gave up on cussing - I'd run out of words filthy enough - and just started praying.

What makes a story a story is that something changes. Internal, external, small or large, trivial or of earth-shattering importance. Doesn't matter.

It is a rose planted in your heart, and as it's thorns tear you, so does it thrive and flower

'So what happens next?' 'Everybody dies, and the people who don't get married.' 'Like any other story, then.'

But the very fact that this world is so challenging is exactly why you sometimes must reach out of its jurisdiction for help, appealing to a higher authority in order to find your comfort.

My dad was a violent alcoholic. Really aggressive.

I believe that in a contest between the living and the almost living, the latter must, if necessary, give way to the will of the former.

That home is most beautiful in which you find each person striving to serve the other.

I don't know why people are so reluctant to say they're feminists. Could it be any more obvious that we still live in a patriarchal world when feminism is a bad word?

Authentic journalism is telling people something that the government doesn't want them to know.

I took anything that came across my doorstep. I started getting a reputation.

I grew up in the suburbs.

In the middle of my heart, a star appeared, and the seven heavens were lost in its brilliance.

So you would rather suffer an injustice than do an injustice?